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Aged Beyond Decay - Old Gods, New World

"Old Gods, New World" (Song 2 of 3 from the single Old Gods, New World) is the centrepiece of the release — a bridge between myth and modern life. Set in rain-soaked streets, harbour winds, neon light, and everyday survival, it imagines Freyr, Freyja, and Njörðr as enduring forces woven into the present. This track frames the wider concept: the old gods never vanished — they adapted. In a world still shaped by hunger, love, war, and weather, their influence remains unmistakable in the ways we endure, resist, grieve, and carry one another forward. #OldGodsNewWorld #Vanir #ModernMyth #Freyr #Freyja #Njord #MythInTheModern #Resilience 🎧 Explore more music by Aged Beyond Decay on your favourite platform: ► Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0lNgi... ► Apple Music:   / abd   ► Amazon Music: https://music.amazon.co.uk/artists/B0... ► Deezer: https://www.deezer.com/en/artist/2856... ► YouTube Music:    / aged beyond decay - topic   Explore more at https://linktr.ee/AgedBeyondDecay Follow Aged Beyond Decay on social media: Instagram:   / agedbeyonddecay   Facebook:   / agedbeyonddecay   Twitter:   / agedbeyonddecay   TikTok:   / agedbeyonddecay   If you enjoyed this content, please give it a thumbs up, share your thoughts in the comments, and subscribe for more music from ABD! Music produced by Andy Bolton with the assistance of artificial intelligence technology. All lyrics are original and handwritten, with minimal AI support to enhance phrasing and flow. #AgedBeyondDecay #ABD #ABDMusic #AndyBolton #RockMusic #AlternativeRock #DarkRock #IndependentArtist #NewMusic #Songwriting #EmotionalMusic Lyrics: Old gods, new world Ó Freyr (Hold the field) Ó Freyja (Hold the flame) Vanir (Vanir) Hush on the hedgelines Neon on the rooftops January cold through the letterbox Kettle kicks off, then settles down High street lights in a thin-day haze Closed shutters, heads all bowed down Card reader blinks, try again Coins in the jar don’t stretch as far So we pass a bag of spuds next door And laugh like it isn’t hard at all Canal towpath, slick with rain Plastic caught in hawthorn claws Yet in the soil, under all this noise A kinder season waits to form Freyr in the cracks of concrete (Hold the field) Green in the grit we can’t afford (Bring it back) Put your hand on the season’s wheel (Turn it gentle) Turn it gentle, make it true (Make it true) Let the buds remember what to do Let the green come through tonight Bring it back (Bring it back) Old gods, new world (Old gods, new world) Old gods, new world (Old gods, new world) Old gods, new world (We’re still here) Old gods, new world (We don’t disappear) Vanir in the streetlight glow (Vanir) New world, but the roots still hold (Roots still hold) Green finds the kerbside, amber finds the rain (Finds the rain) We carry it forward, again and again (Again and again) Neon smears on wet tarmac Night bus sighs long at the stop Headlines pound like distant drums While the world keeps ticking on and on I’ve loved like fire in a blackout I’ve swallowed words to keep the peace They said my edge is "too much" again So I learnt to grit my teeth No more, I pull my spine back straight Name my worth, and hold my ground here I lace my breath with stubborn seiðr I won’t be talked down again Freyja in the pulse and panic (Stand right here) Gold in the grief I won’t deny (Freyja) Teach me the calm when my pulse runs wild (Stay with me) Teach me the nerve to stay right here (Stay) I’m not asking you to clear the dark Just stand with me, and let it break Vanir, steady me (Steady me) Old gods, new world (Old gods, new world) Old gods, new world (Old gods, new world) Old gods, new world (We’re still here) Old gods, new world (We don’t disappear) From Vanaheim, the harbour-breath rolls in Njord sighs, the Shipping Forecast flips Pier lights blink, salt wind in the street (Pier lights) Bins rattle, shutters clap the beat (Bins rattle) Carry the chorus past the ring-road drone Through terrace lanes where the night feels long Vanir, turn the wind (Turn the wind) Lift this town-sky, pull us through Green finds the kerbside, amber finds the rain We carry it forward, again and again (Again and again) Old gods, new world (Old gods, new world) Old gods, new world (Old gods, new world) Old gods, new world (We’re still here) Old gods, new world (We don’t disappear) Old gods, new world (Old gods, new world) Ó Freyr, hold the field Ó Freyja, hold the flame Vanir, Vanir, Vanir (Vanir, Vanir)